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lit. beacon fire, deathly tears of mourning (idiom); fig. the confusion of war
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Categories: words and feelings
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That was a face she thought she would never see again, three years ago the red blood on that person's chest doused all the light in her world, to this day in her midnight dreams, she can still see the bubbling blood staining that person's snow-white shirt, she still remembers that night she lit up the whole room with white candles, the songstress in the tape recorder sang Shanghai at night in a variety of flavors, and she embraced a trenchcoat left by the person danced the whole night, until the dawn, and then fell to the ground and cried. Until the sky is bright, only to fall to the ground and cry, she thought she had lost that person forever. She hid her cold heart and agreed to Xu En Cheng's marriage proposal, and started an ordinary woman's life. On the stage of Paramount, there was no longer a singer Yun Zhi, but Mrs. Xu, Xu Yun Zhi. Just when everything tends to be calm, just when she gradually adapts to the role of Mrs. Xu, the war suddenly breaks out, Xu